raven,
i decided to call you raven, because you have lovely black hair.
i'm watching you from behind the counter. yes, it's creepy, but as the great john green once wrote;
"i enjoy looking at beautiful people, and i decided a while ago not to deny myself of the simpler pleasures of existence."
you are beautiful.
you're walking over raven. i think i'll slip this in your bag.
you've handed me a old beatles album, i can now see that you have them imprinted on your shirt as well.
you have quite a sense of style raven.
love,
ashton.
ps.
im hoping you're one of those girls with amazing music taste.
do you like blink-182?
YOU ARE READING
record shop || a.i
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